Alexei's tone softened. "It won't be easy," he acknowledged. "But nothing worth fighting for ever is. And you, Keira, in my eyes are worth fighting for."
He leaned forward, planting a kiss on her lips as his hand moved up, spanning her neck. "I want you," he whispered against her mouth, his voice husky with need.
"Then take me," she breathed, desire flooding through her veins. "Please."
He pulled her against him and she groaned as his hard body pressed into hers. Alexei answered with a groan of his own. "Keira." In one fluid motion, he stood and pulled her up with him, never breaking the kiss.
She melted against him, her arms moving around his neck. His tongue danced with hers, his mouth warm and wet, demanding and giving all at once. Her pulse thundered in her ears as one of his hands moved up, tangling in her hair. The other roamed down to cup her ass, pulling her tight against him as he ground his hardness against her core.
God, she wanted him. No—she needed him. He slowed the kiss, pulling back slightly. Keira chased his mouth, unwilling to break contact.
She opened her eyes, meeting his dark ones. His breathing was as ragged as her own, pupils blown wide with desire.
"Have I told you how much I like it when you beg me to let you come?" He kissed her again, gently licking her lips, teasing her with the promise of more.
"I don't know." She panted, her core throbbing with need. "Maybe you should show me."
A sexy grin curled his mouth, his hair slightly messed from her fingers. He was goddamn sexy. A real panty wetter and her panties were already soaked.
He pulled out of her arms to stand up, and Keira gaped, about to protest until she saw what he was doing. He pulled down his boxers, his erection springing free. Her mouth watered at the sight. Alexei was a walking sex god, and he was all hers. His thighs were a mass of ridged muscle. She could see the different textures the hard strength of his quads and the long sinews of his calves. But the thing that interested her most right now was standing at full attention for her.
Alexei laughed and her eyes flew back up to his.
He climbed back on the bed, leaning over her, his cock pressing hot and hard against her thigh. "Ready for me, firecracker?" he murmured, one hand sliding down to test her wetness through her panties.
"God, yes," she moaned, arching into his touch.
He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and dragged them down her legs, his eyes darkening at the sight of her exposed and glistening for him. "So wet already," he growled, tossing the scrap of lace aside.

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